The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 679: Don’t Be Black (83)

Just before a stick of incense, there was still lightning and thunder in the sky, and heavy cumulonimbus clouds lowered the sky.

Even those cultivators who have not personally survived the catastrophe should understand how dangerous Yan Hanzhou's thunder catastrophe from Jindan to Nascent Soul must be.

Yan Hanzhou's cassock had been shattered by the lightning strike, and he was covered in blood, holding a long red sword as bright as the setting sun in his hand.

I don't know how many times I was struck by that lightning, I don't know how many times I almost fell from the clouds, but the boy never fell down.

At the moment when the thunderstorm was faintly dissipating, Yan Hanzhou wiped the blood from his lips with his hand indifferently, but the fierce thunder and lightning did not strike Yan Hanzhou this time.

Even though he was stepping on the clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, Yan Hanzhou felt as if he had come to another world.

There is a vast expanse of white here, and only an illusory voice that looks like a man is not a man, and a woman is not a woman is questioning his heart.

"Why do you practice Taoism? But do you care about immortality?"

"Yes."

But this is only part of Yan Hanzhou's answer.

In the beginning, Yan Hanzhou was just trying to survive. His parents were forced to commit suicide by the righteous and evil ways to thank the world, and when he was seven years old, he stepped into the Qingyunzong Liuli Peak, but he couldn't even eat a full meal.

At the beginning of his cultivation, it was not so much for immortality, but for a simple life.

Some people say that life is easy, work is easy, and life is not easy.

But when he was seven years old, the moment he realized that there were people who cultivated the truth in this world, he had already vaguely realized that even living is not easy in itself.

……

The voice that seemed male but not male, female and not female seemed dissatisfied that Yan Hanzhou's answer was too simple.

"Then if you are given an infinite lifespan, would you like to stay here with me, so that you will forget your feelings and live a long life?"

"I don't want to."

Yan Hanzhou's answer was still straightforward.

At first, he practiced Taoism just to live, but later, it was for revenge, so that everyone who trampled on him would understand that he was the one who could not be trampled on.

But now, Yan Hanzhou has long bowed down for a woman in the dark.

Even if that person is like the moon in the lonely sky or the snow on the high mountain, others can only watch from a distance, he still wants the other person to fall into this boundless world with him, and sink-fall together with him.

……

"Why do you want to be the strongest in the world?"

"To get her."

Yan Hanzhou's words are concise and to the point, he never evades the answer in his heart.

"she?"

The voice that was asking Yan Hanzhou secretly changed from indifferent and mechanical to an ethereal and gentle female voice.

"Hanzhou, Master has come to fulfill his promise to you, you have always been... very good."

Hearing the female voice, Yan Hanzhou, who was already very tired from being struck by the thunder, suddenly raised his head, and the picture in front of him did not know when it left the chaotic space.

It has become a land where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, even Yan Hanzhou has never been to it.

And the fairy in white was standing under the peach blossom tree, she looked at Yan Hanzhou with a faint smile, looking around casually, peerless.

"Master, Master..."

Yan Hanzhou took a slight breath, and the boy's eyes seemed to be covered with mist.

Will you keep your promise to him?

What promise?
The woman seemed to understand what he hadn't said, and the white-clothed fairy covered her face with a smile, and gave him a shy look.

"Stupid apprentice, didn't Master promise you that when you become the strongest in the Canglan Continent, Master... Master will marry you as his wife?"

"It was too pedantic to be a teacher before... I have already thought about being a teacher clearly now. Compared with other people's gossip, Han Zhou is the most important thing. As for the others, nothing is as meaningful as Han Zhou being happy."

"..."

This is indeed a scene that Yan Hanzhou has thought about countless times.

What's more, the white-clothed immortal in front of him looked at him shyly at this moment, not only beckoned to Yan Hanzhou, but even said that he was willing to become a Taoist partner with him.

Forever and ever, never leave.

……

Peach blossoms flew across the sky, and fell gracefully on the shoulders of the white-clothed immortal. That face, which was carved like ice and snow, seemed to be softened a lot at this moment.

It's just...beautiful.

So beautiful... Even in his dreams, he didn't dare to imagine that Master would accept him so happily one day.

Yan Hanzhou looked at the other party a little bewilderedly.

In this boundless silence, he heard his own voice.

"Master, then, aren't we going back to Liuli Peak?"

"I won't go back. Hanzhou, don't you want to live in this paradise with Master?"

"Here, there are no good and evil factions, no confrontation between the human race and the demon race, no Qing Yunzong, no Liuli Peak, and no Haoran and Ling'er to disturb us. From then on, only you are left by Master's side. gone."

Seeing that Yan Hanzhou didn't answer, the immortal in white stretched out his hand towards Yan Hanzhou with some doubts, and the woman's glistening white palm shook towards Yan Hanzhou, signaling Yan Hanzhou to hold her hand.

"Han Zhou, isn't this what you've always wanted?"

"..."

The boy lowered his eyelashes and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"That's right, this is indeed what the disciples have longed for."

Even, longing to go crazy.

At the beginning, what he wanted was that it would be great if he could be in the eyes of the master.

Later, he wanted Master's eyes to always be him.

But now, he no longer wants anyone else in Master's world.

……

Whether he is paranoid or crazy, he is such a selfish villain.

Even if the master is tied, he doesn't want the other party to leave his side.

Seeing that Yan Hanzhou never came to hold her hand, and the white-clothed immortal walked towards the young man from under the peach blossom tree in confusion, she saw Yan Hanzhou's lonely eyes and asked in surprise.

"But Hanzhou, why are you unhappy now?"

Obviously, what he wants, I have fulfilled him.

"No, the disciple is very happy."

Yan Hanzhou solemnly raised his head, looking at the smiling figure in front of him, he suddenly took a deep breath, and slashed at the beauty's white face with a sharp sword!

"Ah, Hanzhou, you—"

Yan Hanzhou looked cold.

"All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream. There are three thousand illusions. I can break them with one sword."

……

Finally, everything dissipated.

Yan Hanzhou once again saw the sky overlaid with cumulonimbus clouds.

But the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and countless thunderbolts struck Yan Hanzhou's body. The young man had no fear in his heart, and the crimson ancient sword shone brightly. I don't know how long it took, and gradually colorful rays of light returned to the world!

And countless auspicious birds flew over, as if to congratulate.

What's ridiculous is that all these lights can't illuminate the shadow in the young man's eyes.

……

Almost at the moment when he succeeded in crossing the tribulation, Yan Hanzhou quickly let go of the consciousness of monk Yuan Ying and began to look for Su Qinghuan.

The moment he saw the Immortal Venerable in White being held hostage by Jun Jiuyou, the young man's eyes changed instantly!

"Master—"

(End of this chapter)